After transmigrating into a mermaid, I will monopolize three thousand favors

Cong Ji left the Sizheng Hall and went straight to the Danquan Hall.

He looked around, and sure enough, he saw Wen Qi working hard with Yu Zhengyang, and when he got closer, he saw Wen Qi wrote: How can premature death and longevity be the same?

"Your life is not [-], and you can cultivate your body to wait for it, so you have a life."

This statement comes from "Mencius: Devotion to the Heart", which means that premature death is no different from longevity. Cultivating one's body and mind and waiting for the destiny is the way to establish a normal destiny.

What this statement reflects is Mencius' obedience to the destiny.

Cong Ji didn't want to disturb Wen Qi, so he stood aside.

Wen Qi turned his back to Cong Ji, so naturally he didn't notice Cong Ji's arrival.

He suddenly saw Yu Zhengyang stand up, he was wondering, and heard Yu Zhengyang say: "Meet Your Majesty."

Your Majesty, Cong Ji, the tyrant is here?

He turned his head abruptly, and the person who caught his eyes was indeed the tyrant.

It has been seven days since Cong Ji had not set foot in the Danquan Palace. Seven days ago, he had the audacity to ask Cong Ji to become Mingjun, but Cong Ji flatly refused.

He knew that he had angered Cong Ji, if it wasn't for the lack of three meals a day, and if Yu Zhengyang hadn't come to teach him every day, he must have thought that Cong Ji wanted him to fend for himself.

Afraid that he was hallucinating, he blinked subconsciously, but fortunately Cong Ji did not disappear.

Immediately afterwards, he felt an unknown anger in his heart, and he slandered: You can come and go when you want, so you don't like it, but I am trapped here, I can only let you come and let you go.

He tried his best to suppress Wuminghuo, and said respectfully: "Wen Qi greets Your Majesty, All blessings to Your Majesty."

Cong Ji walked to Wen Qi's side, sat on the soft cushion, and said with a smile: "It's rare for me to be free, so let's listen together with Wen Qi, I'm sorry to bother you, Master."

Yu Zhengyang nodded, and after about half an hour, he closed "Mencius".

And Wen Qi has been peeping at Cong Ji, not listening to a word.

As the sky was getting dark, Yu Zhengyang left immediately.

Cong Ji saw that Wen Qi's body was dry at first glance, so he quickly took the brocade handkerchief, and after getting wet, he wiped it for Wen Qi.

Wen Qi pursed his lips tightly and let Cong Ji wipe it off. After a while, he couldn't help snatching the brocade handkerchief from Cong Ji's hand.

Cong Ji couldn't help smiling bitterly. Seven days ago, Wen Qi was losing his temper, and seven days later, Wen Qi was still losing his temper.

Wen Qi wiped himself down, put down the brocade handkerchief, and suddenly heard the tyrant say: "It is true that premature death and longevity are inseparable."

During his lifetime, according to what his mother said, he almost died young, and after being fed an unknown amount of soup, he managed to regain his life.

Later, although he was lingering on the sick bed and complained about the injustice of the heavens, as far as he was concerned, even so, it would be much better to die early, at least he still has life.

He looked at the tyrant: I don't want to die young.

Cong Ji said solemnly: "I won't kill you, nor will I allow you to have the slightest mistake."

Wen Qi said awkwardly: You didn't come to see me for seven days, I thought you detested me.

He suddenly felt that what he said was like a concubine who had been thrown into the cold palace, and then he clenched his fingers tightly, waiting for Cong Ji's reply at a loss.

Cong Ji didn't want to expose his weakness to Wen Qi, instead of confessing, he lied: "I'm busy with government affairs these seven days, so I don't have time to see you."

Really?Or is there something hidden?

Wen Qi was thinking about it, and heard Cong Ji say: "Qi Yongshan is still alive, I have ordered Yanzhou Zhizhou to escort him to the capital, and you will be able to see that Qi Yongshan soon."

Thank you, Your Majesty.He boldly asked, can His Majesty hand over that Qi Yongshan to me?

Cong Ji frowned: "Don't you want to kill Qi Yongshan?"

He doesn't care about Qi Yongshan's life or death, but killing someone is not an easy task, even if the other party deserves death.

He still remembered the first time he killed someone, after he killed the guard who intended to violate him, he had countless nights of nightmares.

In the nightmare, he was covered in blood, no matter how he washed it, he couldn't wash it off.

Wen Qi shook his head and said: I never thought of killing Qi Yongshan.

"That's good." Cong Ji breathed a sigh of relief, this Wen Qi obviously had other plans for Qi Yongshan.

Seeing this, Wen Qi was very puzzled. The tyrant in front of him was obviously bloody on his hands. To this tyrant, killing people was just a common thing, probably no different from dressing, washing, and eating. Kill Qi Yongshan and relax?

While thinking about it, he was suddenly embraced by the tyrant, and the tyrant's body temperature overwhelming him, making him stunned.

Cong Ji...

He called out in his heart, then put his hands on Cong Ji's back, and grabbed a bit of his robe.

Cong Ji's side cheek was rubbed by Wen Qi's ear fin, which was soft and slippery. When he touched it, Wen Qi's body trembled immediately, but Wen Qi didn't push him away.

He touched Wen Qi's dorsal fin again, the dorsal fin was slightly harder than the ear fin.

In fact, Wen Qi is not very used to the existence of dorsal fins and ear fins, so the dorsal fins and ear fins are particularly sensitive.

"Don't..." He didn't want to let go of Cong Ji, but groped for Cong Ji's wrist.

Cong Ji still couldn't understand the shark language, and only realized what Wen Qi meant after his wrist was pinched.

"Sorry." He let Wen Qi clasp his wrist, and asked Wen Qi again, "Do you miss me these seven days?"

I don't miss you tyrant.

This was Wen Qi's first reaction, but another voice in his heart said: I miss you very much these seven days.

Before he could answer, the tyrant's gentle voice filled his ears: "I miss you very much these past seven days."

What does this tyrant miss me for?

Thinking like this, his body became weak after a while because of the tyrant's words, and the right hand clasping the tyrant's wrist lost all strength.

He almost slipped off the tyrant, and was held around the waist by the tyrant again.

"Forget it, you don't have to lie." Cong Ji let go of his hand, then looked at Wen Qi and said, "Did you work hard these seven days?"

Wen Qi's fingertips were still grabbing Cong Ji's robe, and being watched like this made his heart beat like a drum.

He put his fingertips back, collected himself, and then replied: In the past seven days, I have studied "The Analects" and "The Doctrine of the Mean" with Mr. Yu, and I started to study "Mencius" yesterday. I have worked hard, if your majesty does not believe me , you can test me.

"I believe in you." Cong Ji was good at the way of the emperor, and he didn't have a deep understanding of the Four Books and Five Classics.

Wen Qi lowered his head, staring at his indigo scales, feeling that his heartbeat was too noisy.

Seeing that Wen Qi didn't want to talk too much with him, Cong Ji hugged Wen Qi after having dinner with Wen Qi.

Wen Qi originally thought that Cong Ji would carry him to the soft couch, but Cong Ji carried him to the poolside and told him, "Don't choke on the water this time."

Should Cong Ji go to face his concubine again?

Wen Qi's heart tightened, and his hands wrapped around Cong Ji's neck and did not let go.

Cong Ji didn't know what Wen Qi meant, so he asked, "Aren't you uncomfortable being on the shore for a long time?"

Wen Qi replied: "It's not very uncomfortable."

So Cong Ji hugged Wen Qi onto the soft couch, then rubbed Wen Qi's hair and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back to the pool."

Seeing Cong Ji turning around to leave, Wen Qi grabbed the hem of Cong Ji's robe: If your majesty has nothing important to do, can you stay with me for a while?

Cong Ji was stunned, then nodded and said, "All right."

He ordered people to bring a golden altar of sparrow tongue, and while drinking, he was studying "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

Wen Qi didn't like hot tea, so he took a few sips after the Jintan sparrow's tongue cooled down a bit.

Tomorrow, after finishing studying "Mencius", he will start studying "Book of Rites".

Therefore, he looked at "Book of Rites" seriously, obviously knowing the content well, but pretending not to understand it in order to start a conversation with Cong Ji.

Cong Ji didn't notice Wen Qi's thoughts, and answered Wen Qi's questions wholeheartedly.

Until the moon was in the middle of the sky, Wen Qi finally couldn't hold it anymore, yawned, and said to Cong Ji: Your Majesty, please carry me to the pool.

Cong Ji immediately put Wen Qi into the pool, Wen Qi thought in a daze: when the time is near, Cong Ji should not have time to visit his concubine today, right?

Cong Ji didn't know what Wen Qi was thinking, and looked at the faint outline at the bottom of the pool for a long time before leaving the Danquan Hall.